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From Coldhearted Eyes

January 16, 2010
By Anonymous

I can smell the grief in the air
It lingers a while around me

It whispers of
sadness, depression, and death

I can see it through the
thin silk screen of separation
Almost makes me feel a bit guilty
But not quite

They've got their problems
And I've got mine


The author's comments:
Not from the view of the poor, the desolate, the grief stricken, the victims, or even the judge that sees it all.

From the one we detest, and loathe, and despise, and hate with all our might. Because they're so despicable.

Hey. A little change of view is refreshing sometimes.

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